seeking escape
oblivion
sleep
where I cannot weep
where pain scurries off
melting into a night so deep
escape
oblivion
sleep
Archive for November 16, 2014
if she asks
do tell her
it was having lost her
that led me down the path
to finding myself
at last
when quivering lips meet
&
tongues
& whispers soothe each sigh
the ache of two vagabond souls yearning to share a few moments,
to share, to feel again,
memories and pain intermingled
seeking a peace so elusive to find …
‘it’s then
I must still my thundering heart, my love
&
close my eyes,
just hoping against reason,
that when I awake
you shall still be lying here beside me
and that you shall still
be mine
when soft hues meet
waltzing
quivering tongues
& whispers entwine
your hair across my chest …
… so shhh my love, my life,
say barely a word
just lie here
& be mine
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